Growing up, I had always worried about my reputation and social life over everything else. I was in the ‘in’ crowd, and I was proud of it. I got invited to the parties, got asked on the dates, competed on a dance team, and hung with the popular crowds.
That’s all that mattered. I was picky with who I surrounded myself with. If they had a lower social ranking than I did, I wouldn’t associate myself with them.
Being in university, my perspective has completely changed. The people I hang out with are the exact opposites of the low, conceited, narcissistic peers I surrounded myself with initially.
Tonight, I found myself taking back shot after shot of vodka until I was piss drunk and ready to socialize.
I went to talk to some of the people I know on the varsity hockey team, but they bored me, repeating the song “Livin’ The Dream” by Chuckie Slick…
I moved to the rich girls to have a conversation. All they did was talk about the boys or how Shannon’s hair looked like a bird’s nest. And not to mention, these girls were all dumber than a sack of bread. I asked them what they thought of the Rob Ford conspiracy, and one girl said, “Like… The truck?” I almost face palmed right there.
After wandering the halls for quite some time, I found myself talking to this one girl. She’s short, has glasses half the size of her face, and wasn’t considered ‘popular’ in the slightest. Without any intention to, we talked from 1:00am to 5:00am, without stopping. Turns out, this girl is exactly like me. We have everything in common, and we have the same sense of Humour.
We talked about our past relationships, our present crushes, our favourite pets, movies, books, and I even found out that she enjoys video gaming just as much as I do.
In high school, I wouldn’t have even considered making her my friend. But I’ve come to realize that what someone looks like, or what their social hierarchy is, it doesn’t define who they are.
Just because someone looks a certain way, doesn’t mean that they’re not the coolest person you could ever meet.
I finally understand the quote, “Don’t Judge A Book By Its Cover”.